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[xindigosaberx]

 Everything was going fine at the new job until day one of my second week it just wasn't. I came in after two days off and people were extremely cold to me after everything was fine all week. Kept acting like I wasn't pulling my weight even though the night of my last day before that I finished everything I was given AND helped my department coworkers in hanging new signage. I didn't leave until they were on their last signs and I'd taken everything they would give me to help out. My asst. manager told me I did a good job. Then I came in after two days to being treated suddenly like I was a problem. I was early as usual, didn't cause any problems or have any issues I was aware of with my coworkers though I'd been getting the vibe they didn't want a girl in their department. But whatever right? I got hired, I was gonna do my job. Then I came in at 8pm to take my scheduled break, my supervisor mocked me, repeating back my stating I was gonna take my break in a sing-song taunting voice. I just went and took my break. 5 minutes before my break ended, she came in and asked me when I was going to come back on shift. I told her in five minutes. She mocked me again and told me she guessed she'd see me in five minutes. I clocked in as directed in training when my scheduled break ended. Did my shift, then once the store was closed, asked my supervisor if I'd done something wrong. She said no and asked what I meant, I clarified, she said she'd like me to water the front plants before dark and I said I absolutely would. I left for the night feeling uneasy and questioning if I could take this drama after what happened at the prison in addition to employees from the prison continuing to come in.  I came in as scheduled on Sunday, early as usual, and found at some point that day they'd cut my lock off my locker. THey told me I put it on someone else's but that would've meant I'd have had to turn to another locker or taken a step to either side and put my stuff in a locker that didn't have my name in large letters on it. I couldn't disprove what they were saying, maybe I had? So I left it alone, but I was weirded out and in addition to the weirdness of the night before, all my trust for my coworkers was out the window adding to the fact that I now had NO way of securing my purse for the shift in those circumstances. So I went to the manager, told him I couldn't handle the drama after what happened at the prison, and quit.

I don't know what happened. Yet again, I only know that something did happen, and that it was not because of anything I actually did.